Here's the first chapter as promised. I have no idea when I'll be able to update again if you guys want a second chapter. It make or may not be before the end of the month. Anyways here's the story, enjoy!
Chapter One
An ugly, tacky, mustard yellow taxi pulled up and through the large iron gates of the Xavier Institute in New York. It had to be about eight at night. A full moon shone brightly in the night. The young female Goth in the large backseat looked at the place she was now to call "home." She shook the thoughts from her mind and tucked the two white stripes that framed her face behind her ears. She was dressed in a black halter top with a sheer long-sleeve shirt over it. Her black skirt came down to the middle of her thighs. She wore black tights and heavy snap combat boots that came a forth of the way up her calf. She had a spike dog collar on and a black cuff on her forearm. Her auburn red hair was the same length as her white bangs and the ends dwindle at her chin.
After reaching the front doors of the institute, the bearded cabbie opened the cab door for her and set her baggage by the right back tire. Slowly, the Goth got out and picked up her things, mumbling a petty thanks to the unbathed cabbie. She walked to the "doorway of death" and reached for the knocker. It flew open to reveal a nurse with white long hair. She smiled warmly and reached for one of the Goth's gloved hands to pull her inside. She pulled away quickly, glaring at the nurse. The nurse frowned slightly but said nothing. She motioned for her to follow and she did so but not before rolling her eyes in disgust at being treated as a child and began plotting the nurses demise.
They walked in silence to the check-in station where a nurse and two orderlies guarded the exit way. The white haired nurse explained to the other this was a new "patient" and handed a check-in board to the Goth and said, "Sign your name and add today's date next to it. You'll sign your release papers tomorrow when you meet with Professor Xavier. Your name is Rogue right?" Rogue nodded and did as she was told with a deep scowl on her face.
Rogue followed Ororo, the white haired nurse, to one of the double rooms that the less "dangerous" patients used. Ororo told her that she'd be using the right side of the room and left her to settle herself. Rogue laid her stuff on her new bed and she couldn't help wondering who had the bed before her and what happened to them. On the other bed, a young girl with brown hair up in a pony tail sat reading a book and a stuffed purple dragon with the name "Lockheed" on its collar. She wore blue jeans, a white shirt and a pink sweater.
The girl on the bed finally looked up and noticed Rogue standing there. "I'm, like, so sorry. I was totally wrapped up in my book that I didn't see you. Are you my new roommate? What's your name," she squealed rapidly. "My name's Katherine Pyrde but everyone, like, calls me Kitty though."
Rogue fought the brutal desire to roll her eyes again. She instead responded, "It's fine. Ah'm new. The name's Rogue. Is everybody here as giddy as ya?" Kitty just giggled and shook her head no. Rogue sighed in relief.
Suddenly there was a burst of commotion outside the door, interrupting the conversation. A young woman with black hair and red highlights, dressed in pure red, stormed in and stuck a chair beneath the door handle. She demanded to know who Rogue was and where Rita was. Ororo and three orderlies forced open the door. Ororo called the raging woman in red, Wanda, and helped the orderlies take her to her room where a straight jacket awaited.
Rogue looked to Kitty with a raised eyebrow. Kitty took a deep breath and proceeded to explain that Rita was Wanda's best friend and cousin. She slit her throat right after Wanda had left, that was two weeks ago. Rogue was shocked. She had no idea what to tell Kitty, so she just whispered an apology. Leaving the room quickly, Rogue stumbled upon the rec room where everyone else was.
Everyone looked at Rogue when she entered the room. They were all quick to introduce themselves to her. First was Scott Summers in a green sweater, khaki pants, and rose lens colored glasses. His red haired girlfriend Jean Grey stood next to him playing with his brown locks. She wore a sky blue long-sleeved shirt and khaki's as well. They stood near one of the five windows flirting ravously but only loud enough for them to truly hear.
Kurt Wagner was in a blue t-shirt and khaki's. he was fighting with the blonde haired Evan Daniels, who wore a white cut off shirt and camo green shorts. The two boys were next to the TV fighting over the remote. The were arguing and hitting each other.
On the floor was Booby Drake in blue jeans and a white t shirt. Sam Guthrie, Ray Crisp, and Jamie Madrox were next to him all wearing the same as Bobby. Roberto da Costa was sitting next to Ray, leaning on the coffee table. He was wearing a red tee and blue jeans.
Jubilee Lee, Rahne Sinclair, Amara Aquilla, and Tabitha Smith we all sitting on the couch. They were stuck wearing white dresses from the med lab. Jubilee was fuming because she wanted her yellow coat. the others kept yelling at her to shut up. They were all tired of her complaining.
Sitting on one of the windows sills was Piotr Rasputin. He struck an interest in Rogue. She couldn't help staring at him. He was quiet. He just sat there in a red muscle shirt and blue jeans reading a book in Russian.
Rogue was about to talk to the shy Russian when a certain pyromaniac bounded up to Rogue and tried to jump on her back. Piotr came out of nowhere and pulled him away before Rogue got a chance to castrate or kill him. In his thick Russian accent he said, "I apologize for my young friend. He refuses to take his pills. His name is St. John Allerdyce. We call him John or Pyro due to his crazed love of fire, though Remy and Logan usually fondly refer to him as 'the moron' or 'village idiot ."
Rogue was about to ask who Remy and Logan were when Logan appeared and locked John in his with Pietro Maximoff, Wanda's twin brother. Rogue took this as a sign to leave and thanked Piotr before returning to her room. She failed to notice the blood red on black eyes boring into her from the shadowed corner where no on ever really went. The eyes had noticed her pull up in the cab and had watched her the entire time she walked around the rec room. They never left her form, trailing up and down, admiring her feminine figure and beautiful emerald eyes.
Upon entering her room, she was forced to take two valium pills and told she'll meet Doctor Hank McCoy and Professor Xavier for counseling and paper signing after breakfast. Rogue growled in annoyance but agreed. After the nurse left, Kitty jumped on Rogue's bed asking if she had met everybody and if she thought any of the guys were cute. Rogue realized that Kitty was a gossip queen and told her no with a glare that said back off. Kitty pouted but wisely chose to say nothing further on the matter.
With a sigh, Rogue crawled into her bed. She laid there for hours, listening to Kitty's breathing and thinking about her mother, Raven Darkholme. The door opened but Rogue only heard it shut. She shot up like a bullet. Looking around, all she saw was the darkness of the night. Finally, in the corner closest to her bed, were two glowing red orbs. Staring at them, Rogue found herself drawn to them and couldn't look away. The slam of a door and Logan yelling in the hallway snapped her attention away from the orbs. Everything fell silent. Rogue looked back to the corner and the orbs were gone. She opened the door and stepped out quietly. She walked a few feet, when she turned back around to enter her room, she saw a dark figure dash around the corner at the other end of the hallway.
Without thinking twice, Rogue bolted down the hall and turned down the hall that the figure had. There was nothing there. She was frightened, disturbed, and confused. One of the doors opened and Logan stomped out looking like he was going to murder someone. Rogue gulped and her eyes widened when he looked her way.
"What are you doing out of bed darlin'? No ones allowed out of their rooms past eleven. Just because your door ain't locked, doesn't mean ya can wander around," Logan growled.
"Ah heard somethin' out here and got up to see what it was. Ah didn't mean nothin' by it," Rogue snapped back, annoyed due to lack of sleep.
Logan looked at her surprised by her outburst. He then smirked. "Y' got guts stripes. I like that. Don't lose it to this place." With that said, he turned back the way he came and walked to the end of the hall and turned left.
Rogue stood there a minute, dazed and confused, before realizing that she wasn't in trouble and had received a compliment from the toughest and most distant orderly ever to work at the Xavier Institute. She scurried back to her room before Logan could change his mind about punishing her. Laying down again, she felt something on her pillow. Picking it up, she found it to be a playing card, the Queen of hearts was just barely visible in the dark. There was writing on it but it was unreadable in the dark. Snuggling up to her pillow, she was deeply thinking about the card and the dark figure and wondering what the two red orbs were. She fell asleep with a slight smile tugging on her lips for the first time in seven years.
Ok peoples. There's the first chapter. I know there's not a lot of talking but that'll come later as well as the things that make this an R fic. So please review no....PLEASE! Yes, flames are welcome of course....